While longing for sleep that

While longing for sleep that was once my refuge,

I demand to know why it rejects me so.

The darkness creeps slowly upon me,

taking my mind for a ride. Racing through the

“what ifs” and the “I should ofs” It

drowns out all logic and reason. There

is no exit. As I approach the climax, I need off

Once my eye lids begin to flutter, I

ignore everything of importance.

Not out of ignorance, but for selfish reasons.

The need for tangible things fade as

my demands are met in the peaceful wonderland

- sleep

My mind is finally resting in quiet slumber,

taking shelter from the next day’s attacks

that will enviably lead it back to the never ending cycle.